Telling the girls

September 26, 2008
This journey begins on the night I tell my 3 girls I have breast cancer. The day I got my MRI results and found out about a second mass I delved into retail therapy. It will be a miracle if we don't end up bankrupt!! I was at one of my favorite stores when I got a phone call with the results from the MRI. I immediately filled my shopping cart up with gifts for the girls. $111 worth of dress up clothes and doo-hickeys of the girly variety. I decided I would tell them THE NEWS and then give them a "Your Mommy has breast cancer" gift bag. So my husband and I told them after dinner. My little middle child syndrome (MCS) thought it was hilarious Mommy was going to lose all her hair, "yep-er-doodles." My oldest was reserved and asked if it was OK if she cried at school and the youngest was totally focused on the gift bag. Overall it was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be. Today I also found out my pre-op screening is on September 30, 2008; my lumpectomy is on 10/9/08 and I have to wait a while longer for my plastic surgery consultation and my perky little C's. I called a dear friend today and she was rendered speechless. She was floored. That seems to be how most people react.